Graves was your neighbor across you. The narrow yet silent street separating both your houses.

It was an early Tuesday night, you were just out of the shower with your speaker playing your favourite song.

So you ended up whining your waist here and there as you danced in your bedroom.

"Damn..." Graves chuckled as he saw you from afar, in his living room. You were in your bedroom, dancing. Your curtains were wide open.